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Robin Hood's Flight Analysis



Author: Poetry of Leigh Hunt Type: Poetry Views: 334

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Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now,

Has been gone from her earthly home;

And Robin has paid, he scarce knew how,

A sum for a noble tomb.



The church-yard lies on a woody hill,

But open to sun and air:

It seems as if the heaven still

Were looking and smiling there.



Often when Robin looked that way,

He looked through a sweet thin tear;

But he looked in a different manner, they say,

Towards the Abbey of Vere.



He cared not for its ill-got wealth,

He felt not for his pride;

He had youth, and strength, and health,

And enough for one beside.



But he thought of his gentle mother's cheek

How it sunk away,

And how she used to grow more weak

And weary every day;



And how, when trying a hymn, her voice

At evening would expire,

How unlike it was the arrogant noise

Of the hard throats in the quire:



And Robin thought too of the poor,

How they toiled without their share,

And how the alms at the abbey-door

But kept them as they were:



And he thought him then of the friars again,

Who rode jingling up and down

With their trappings and things as fine as the king's,

Though they wore but a shaven crown.



And then bold Robin he thought of the king,

How he got all his forests and deer,

And how he made the hungry swing

If they killed but one in a year.



And thinking thus, as Robin stood,

Digging his bow in the ground,

He was aware in Gamelyn Wood,

Of one who looked around.



"And what is Will doing," said Robin then,

"That he looks so fearful and wan?"

"Oh my dear master that should have been,

I am a weary man."



"A weary man," said Will Scarlet, "am I;

For unless I pilfer this wood

To sell to the fletchers, for want I shall die

Here in this forest so good.



"Here in this forest where I have been

So happy and so stout,

And like a palfrey on the green

Have carried you about."



"And why, Will Scarlet, not come to me?

Why not to Robin, Will?

For I remember thy love and thy glee,

And the scar that marks thee still;



"And not a soul of my uncle's men

To such a pass should come,

While Robin can find in his pocket or bin

A penny or a crumb.



"Stay thee, Will Scarlet, man, stay awhile;

And kindle a fire for me."

And into the wood for half a mile,

He has vanished instantly.



Robin Hood, with his cheek on fire,

Has drawn his bow so stern,

And a leaping deer, with one leap higher,

Lies motionless in the fern.



Robin, like a proper knight

As he should have been,

Carved a part of the shoulder right,

And bore off a portion clean.



"Oh, what hast thou done, dear master mine!

What hast thou done for me?"

"Roast it, Will, for excepting wine,

Thou shalt feast thee royally."



And Scarlet took and half roasted it,

Blubbering with blinding tears,

And ere he had eaten a second bit,

A trampling came to their ears.



They heard the tramp of a horse's feet,

And they listened and kept still,

For Will was feeble and knelt by the meat;

And Robin he stood by Will.



"Seize him, seize him!" the Abbot cried

With his fat voice through the trees;

Robin a smooth arrow felt and eyed,

And Will jumped stout with his knees.



"Seize him, seize him!" and now they appear

The Abbot and foresters three.

"'Twas I," cried Will Scarlet, "that killed the deer."

Says Robin, "Now let not a man come near,

Or he's dead as dead can be."



But on they came, and with an embrace

The first one the arrow met;

And he came pitching forward and fell on his face,

Like a stumbler in the street.



The others turned to that Abbot vain,

But "seize him!" still he cried,

And as the second turned again,

An arrow was in his side.



"Seize him, seize him still, I say,"

Cried the Abbot in furious chafe,

"Or these dogs will grow so bold some day,

Even priests will not be safe."



A fatal word! for as he sat

Urging the sword to cut,

An arrow stuck in his paunch so fat,

As in a leathern butt,



As in a leathern butt of wine;

Or dough, a household lump;

Or a pumpkin; or a good beef chine,

Stuck that arrow with a dump.



"Truly," said Robin without fear,

Smiling there as he stood,

"Never was slain so fat a deer

In good old Gamelyn wood."



"Pardon, pardon, Sir Robin stout,"

Said he that stood apart,

"As soon as I knew thee, I wished thee out,

Of the forest with all my heart.



"And I pray thee let me follow thee

Any where under the sky,

For thou wilt never stay here with me,

Nor without thee can I."



Robin smiled, and suddenly fell

Into a little thought;

And then into a leafy dell,

The three slain men they brought.



Ancle deep in leaves so red,

Which autumn there had cast,

When going to her winter-bed

She had undrest her last.



And there in a hollow, side by side,

They buried them under the treen;

The Abbot's belly, for all it's pride,

Made not the grave be seen.



Robin Hood, and the forester,

And Scarlet the good Will,

Struck off among the green trees there

Up a pathless hill;



And Robin caught a sudden sight,

Of merry sweet Locksley town,

Reddening in the sun-set bright;

And the gentle tears came down.



Robin looked at the town and land

And the church-yard where it lay;

And poor Will Scarlet kissed his hand,

And turned his head away.



Then Robin turned with a grasp of Will's,

And clapped him on the shoulder,

And said with one of his pleasant smiles,

"Now shew us three men bolder."



And so they took their march away

As firm as if to fiddle,

To journey that night and all next day

With Robin Hood in the middle.





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